The Bride’s Revenge (Marion Cartier And Jameson Royce) novel Chapter 91

Chapter 91 Don’t Blame Me for Being Blunt 

In the cramped backseat of the car, Marion’s unabashed words resonated clearly with everyone in the car. 

Liam in the front seat, stiffened as he heard Marion’s words. Mrs. Craig sounded so fierce! Was he supposed to be there? Should he find a place to hide? 

Even Lucas, accustomed as he was to such situations, was momentarily surprised by Marion’s comment. However, the speaker herself seemed oblivious to the gravity of her words. “It’s outrageous! In broad daylight! How could they, how could they…” 

Lucas was taken aback. Yet, Marion had finally sensed that something was amiss. Intoxicated though she was, Marion was not entirely unaware. She was just a bit slower than usual. But even in her dulled state, she realized what she had just said. 

Marion, whose face was already flushed, stammered. “I–I feel dizzy-” 

With that, Marion promptly fainted, and her head landed on Lucas’s chest. 

He looked at the seemingly lifeless figure in his arms. He smiled and a hint of amusement softened his usually icy eyes. 

She looked so timid and adorable. 

The car soon resumed its journey, and Marion was quiet again. At the height of her intoxication, she lay in Lucas’s embrace, her consciousness fading. 

She felt comfortable leaning against whatever was beside her and could not help but tighten her grip. After that, she did not cause any more disturbances. 

When the car returned to the villa, Marion was already fast asleep. Liam got out and was about to call for assistance, but a glance from Lucas made him quickly reconsider. 

Initially concerned about waking Marion, Lucas found his worries unnecessary. Marion was in a deep slumber and was carried into the villa and to her room 

without showing any signs of awakening. 

Midway through, Marion shifted a few times, not because of discomfort but merely to find a more pleasant position. 

She adjusted her head and sought a more comfortable angle then she continued her journey to dreamland. The driver silently wheeled the wheelchair into the villa, tactfully putting it away before leaving for home. 

Lucas carried Marion in his arms and entered the guest room. As he placed her on 

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the bed and before he could completely let go, Marion clung to him. Perhaps she was dreaming. Her lips moved however, the words were too soft for Lucas to discern. 

With Marion draped over him, her lips brushed against his neck. Lucas stared at her. 

The emotions he concealed during the day surged like tumultuous waves, stirring 

the air.